100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One 334 The Counterstrike Begins

She had endured so much that her throat was extremely hard to bear.

As Louis was a person of extremes, her obedience was undoubtedly a killjoy for him as he wished Cheng Anya would make things difficult for him at every corner. He knew that he had Cheng Anya's weakness. As women, being women, easily relented when their hurts were brought up.

He was feeling extremely pleased. "Beg me, damn it."

As though he was above all, like the gods who messed with fate, his emerald gaze was gradually filled with madness to the point he could not wait to admire how scorned she had become.

Cheng Anya was a person who kept her pain to herself. She would grit through excruciating heartbreaks and extreme pain without breathing a single word. If not, she would not have been able to endure Louis' multiple and heavy punches that day.

As she had been excessively keeping her emotions and pains to herself, extreme grief burst out on her heart, hurting her heart and lungs. She coughed out mouthfuls of blood but swallowed them back in.

She could feel the excessive stench in her throat. It was as though her vocal cords were cleaved with a knife. What hurt her the most was Zhang Bo's agonizing screams.

"Please…" As Cheng Anya opened her mouth, fresh blood poured out of her mouth. With an arm pushing against the floor, her body collapsed, mouthful upon mouthful of blood pouring out from her mouth. She could not even say it out loud.

Claiming to give up one's principles was easy, but to really give them up was excruciatingly difficult. For a woman to say something this humiliating was extremely humiliating indeed. She had to preserve some of her ego.

As Cheng Anya was utterly upset, she clutched her chest and coughed out blood that turned the floor red. Unlike people who were perpetually depressed, she was in extreme grief and hurt her heart as a result.

The sounds, as though she was about to cough out pain, were tear-rending. Louis was, however, unfazed as her terrible predicament had nothing to do with his emotions. All he wanted was to achieve his goals.

"Antidote, you said there was no antidote." Cheng Anya propped herself up against the ground as she clutched the blood pouring out from her. Her fingers turned red when she somewhat recalled the certainty in his words. Was there really no antidote, or was he screwing about with her?

Given how Louis carried himself, he was nothing short of cryptic and typical reasoning would not work. If he really had the antidote, exchanging her life in return for Zhang Bo's life was worth it.

"You sure remembered that clearly. What else did you remember? Louis coldly smiled as he tucked his hands behind him arrogantly. "Now that you have a favor to ask of me, just this once, let's see whether you are willing to take the gamble."

As Cheng Anya bitterly laughed, Louis clearly knew that even if she were to exchange her life for Zhang Bo's, she would also wager on that save the humiliation.

"As long as Zhang Bo is okay, I…" Before she could finish speaking, there was a terrifying cry from the screen. While the childlike voice was very tender, it still sounded bright despite its hoarseness and was akin to the dying roar of a young beast.

Zhang Bo violently knocked his head against the wall and blood splattered. The child, covered in blood, slumped onto the floor and turned the floor a grotesque red as blood slowly trickled from his head.

As the flowing blood increased, the child's body shriveled like autumn leaves.

Cheng Anya instantly became crazy.

"No!!" The woman's tragic cry rang across the sky.

Along the beach, Cheng Anya hugged Zhang Bo in a daze, her gaze an endless pit whilst tears trickled down. Although her tears did not fall when Louis was badly beating her up, she could not overlook that fragile life in her hands.

After begging Louis for a very long time, he then allowed her to carry Zhang Bo out. While she did not know what Louis had been injecting her with these past few days, her limbs felt much stronger and like before. Although Zhang Bo was slightly younger than Ning Ning, Cheng Anya persisted even though she felt tired.

His life was ebbing away.

"Zhang Bo, I can't face you. I'm sorry…" Cheng Anya was greatly grieved and broke down. She hated everything, and even more so how she should not have touched him that day. She had, without intent, harmed him.

"Dear sister, I… am okay. Don't cry. It's never too early to die. The earlier I die, the better." Zhang Bo sounded floaty and somewhat uncertain. Cheng Anya wiped away her tears and intently listened to him. As she clearly heard him, her heart ached even more.

"Dear sister, please do not forget… to pass the message…" Zhang Bo tightly grabbed Cheng Anya's heart. "City A, Commander Zhang…"

Amidst her blurriness, Cheng Anya was extremely shocked. When Zhang Bo previously mentioned an address, Cheng Anya was flustered from her unstable emotions and did not give it additional thought. As she recalled the address, she was extremely shocked. That was the address for the Zhang's residence!

The Zhang's residence south of City A! When he mentioned Commander Zhang, Cheng Anya immediately understood everything.

"Zhang Bo, are you Commander Zhang's great grandson?"

"Do you know my great grandfather?" Zhang Bo's body became colder as blood flowed out from it. "That is great. I have been missing for a very, very long time, and great grandfather… must be absolutely upset." There was a smile at the corners of his mouth.

As Cheng Anya only returned to City A not too long ago, she was not particularly familiar with the happenings in City A. She only knew that Commander Zhang's son in the marketplace had collaborated with Ye Chen once. As the typically wild and intractable Ye Chen was, however, respectful and polite toward this person, Cheng Anya asked who he was out of curiosity.

Commander Zhang was an old and established general. He had two sons, one in politics, and another in business. His son who was in politics was an extremely influential person, and the influence of his other son in the marketplace was not to be sniffed at as well.

To put it differently, everybody gave way to the Zhang family in City A.

She had felt, from a while ago, that this child was not from your typical family. He was polite, well-mannered, and without airs. To be brought up this well from a young age meant that the family played an extremely important role. Little did she expect…

His family background to be this formidable.

In the year after Zhang Bo went missing, the Zhang family mobilized ties on both sides of the law to search for him until today. Cheng Anya had not heard about the incident as the Ye family and the Zhang family had few dealings with each other.

All she knew was that the Zhang brothers were extremely united and acted in sync. Third Young Master Ye could not hope to match their influence in City A.

As Cheng Anya recalled, Commander Zhang had three grandsons and four granddaughters. However, amongst his great-grandchildren, Zhang Bo was the eldest amongst them and must have been doted on the most.

Louis, to think you have the guts to abduct a child with such a background.

"Zhang Bo…" Cheng Anya knew that he was about to go, and her heart ached even more. A child with such a background could only excel in life, whether in politics or in business. He would be successful and achieve great things.

This child even had such a good character, but it was a pity…

"I will convey your message. Don't worry. I will convey it. When the time comes, I will personally go to the Zhang family and atone for my sins."

She wondered if Louis knew the background of this child. As choosing talent was something his lieutenants saw to, he was not consulted on every decision they made. As Cheng Anya quietly cried, Zhang Bo remained calm.

For a child this young to face death so calmly was largely related to his calm character, but more could be attributed to the hellish training he received for the past year and the specter of death every day.

He had seen it all.

"That's really good. It has been so long since somebody last hugged me… It's all ending…" Zhang Bo smiled and softly murmured. "It's… finally over…"

As his voice trailed off, he loosened his hold on her shirt and softly collapsed on the beach.

"Child, you are tired. Rest well. Your soul will return to City A, to your family. Don't be afraid… Be safe." Cheng Anya's tears rolled down. As she faced death, she was powerless.

She could only watch him die and feel his body turn cold.

Zhang Bo actually did not want to die. Although he was weary and in pain, he did not want to die. If he really wanted to die, there were ways aplenty. Zhang Bo was, however, helpless. As she recalled his smile, Cheng Anya was greatly grieved and cried out.

If she could, she would want Ning Ning to be a substitute to Zhang Bo and be filial.

She blamed herself for all these.

Cheng Anya felt as though someone had hacked a chunk out of her heart and coughed out drops of blood. As her head ached, she wished that all these did not happen and was merely a dream.

But the reality was cruel and forced people to stand up for themselves. Cheng Anya understood even more clearly than anybody else that nothing would change and the tribulations would continue. Louis, karma will bite.

As Zhang Bo had died from contracting a virus, the people on the island, out of taboo, could not simply throw the body into the sea. While she was clearly unwilling, Cheng Anya personally incinerated Zhang Bo's body.

Cheng Anya then carefully packed Zhang Bo's ashes, along with his azure blue ring, into a bottle which she kept in her room. Surely Louis would not accommodate a bottle of ashes.

As a result of the incident, Cheng Anya seemed to be extremely distraught and became a lot more sullen. As she sat by the window and stared at the undulating waves, she seemed stupefied. Louis almost thought she would go mad.

But she endured it despite great hurt to her body. She was, for most of the time, in bed.

As Louis had incurred an additional loss, he flew into a rage and Cheng Anya did not respond to him in spite of his violent beatings and roars. Every time he came, he would scream in madness and Cheng Anya would end up battered.

As she was emotionally and physically battered, Cheng Anya rapidly slimmed down. Her eyes seemed much larger than before, yet unbearably hollow.

On another island, the summer wind blew. Ye Wei had wised up and provoked Mo Jue much less frequently. As she became less mean and became nicer, she overlooked the fact that she was powerless and controlled by somebody else. Ye Wei also felt that life was not too bad, as long as she did not think about how her third brother's family was.

Mo Jue, who was by nature treacherous and did not show his emotions, showed a few hints of his emotions toward Ye Wei. As a result of that, he would rage at her, roar at her, and smash tables. Since Ye Wei was already fated to be a prisoner, going hard against him would not yield any good outcome. She hence took a different approach. Since being stubborn was not Ye Wei's character, she clearly loved being flexible and wanted a challenge.

As she was a person who preferred silence as opposed to Mo Jue, Ye Wei did not respond as he wished and Mo Jue hence guarded against her. However he tried to tie her down, Ye Wei always had a way to break loose hence Mo Jue decided to lock her up in the dungeon.

The door required a code to open it.

Ye Wei tried to break the code, but the sad thing was that Mo Jue would return whenever she almost broke the code. She felt that Mo Jue was trolling her as he would return at an uncannily accurate time.

Therefore, when Mo Jue was around, Ye Wei did not give him a moment of peace and chattered by his side, hoping to get some information out of him. Although she used these techniques ingeniously, Mo Jue was no slouch as well and Ye Wei did not gain any advantage as a result.

Ye Wei was uninterested in the things that she learned. She learned nothing new about the outside world as she stayed on the island, and that irritated Ye Wei to no end. As being nice did not work, she was sullen and played the damsel in distress.

Mo Jue really enjoyed his time with Ye Wei.

He felt that her facial emotions were rich—from a beaming smile a second ago to a cold and murderous gaze in the next second. She could, at one moment, be gentle, but violent and ruthless in the next moment. It seemed interesting to him.

To a perpetual poker-face like Mo Jue, he felt that changing emotions on the fly was so difficult and hence secretly observed Ye Wei.

While he knew she had always wanted to escape and know where Cheng Anya and Cheng Ningyuan were, he did not tell her anything. While he did not like them to occupy most of her thoughts, he, however, liked how she pondered and sparred with him.

This meant that she was thinking about him and pondering about him. It was good, very good actually.

As she mentioned that she would oppose him for life had something happened to her nephew, he had no choice but to let Xu Nuo take care of Cheng Ningyuan. As the mother and son duo was too much on her mind, he wanted to waste them for good but did something stupid instead.

When he returned that day, Mo Ye asked where he went.

His honest reply earned him a scolding from his brother for losing his mind. He might have lost his mind that teeny weeny bit, but it did not make sense that only he lost his mind. If he lost his mind, everybody might have as well lost their minds together.

"Marshmallow, could you let me out for some fresh air, please?" Ye Wei pleased softly. 'Marshmallow' was the new nickname she gave him as she got sick of calling him 'Mo Jue Beauty'. While the sun seemed extremely hot, she knew her reason to get out was to increase the chances of being scanned by Chu Li's satellites once they were in the open. Since Chu Li would locate them through satellite, the odds were much better than hiding in the house.

"No!" Mo Jue flatly refused. "Please do not think we do not know that Chu Li is using satellites to locate you all."

"F***!" Ye Wei could not help but fly into a rage as she picked up a cup on the table and threw it at Mo Jue. He calmly grabbed the cup and then put it back. "If you are not a spy in the First Terrorist Organization, how the f*** do you know that!" Ye Wei fumed.

Mo Jue remained treacherously silent then said, "Because I saw the command that Chu Li issued."

As he happened to be monitoring commands from the top-secret mainframe of the First Terrorist Organization, he was instantly alerted to the activation of the satellite search. He, however, had a way to exclude the islands from the search radius of the satellites.

Had he told Ye Wei that, she would definitely fly into a rage. Hoping to spend more time with her, he did not want to let her out, and he had to find an excuse for not letting her out.

Given how the internet was such an amazing thing, Ye Wei sighed. She estimated that Mo Jue had control of the First Terrorist Organization's military systems. For all she knew, he could even imitate Chu Li, Black J, and Jason's commands. That was properly terrifying.

"Be a bit nicer, okay?" Mo Jue coldly said. What would have been sweet murmurs between lovers totally changed when he said those words. The differences were nothing short of earth to heaven, winter to spring.

The differences were extremely vast.

Ye Wei could not help it. Since getting a breath of fresh air was already so difficult for her, being cooped up was even f***ing worse. She had no second chance.

Having used all possible methods to no avail, what would he buy? It was as though he wouldn't buy anything she pulled off.

As Ye Wei smiled alluringly, she pulled off her beauty trap and smiled gorgeously as she cuddled Mo Jue's neck and said petulantly, "Marshmallow, plants die without the sun, so do people. Could you bring me out for a walk, please? With you around, I won't be able to attack at all. Also, you're too mean. Why guard against me so tightly?"

Mo Jue's purple gaze darkened. "Ye Wei, no mind games, please."

He thoroughly disliked them.

Damn it, to call me out on me playing mind games sure makes you a person of double standards, no? While Ye Wei was stifled enough without a catharsis, she was not stupid enough to provoke Mo Jue as it would end badly for her.

"Mind games, huh? These little things are what add spices to life, don't they?" Ye Wei whispered into his ears gently and temptingly. "If I am as stoic as a log, would you even take an interest in me? Isn't it so, my dear Marshmallow?"

While he seemed unhappy whenever she called him Marshmallow, he surprisingly did not correct her. Ye Wei was also used to calling him by that.

"No way!" Mo Jue stuck by his guns and was not charmed by her. His stoic face was expressionless, his purple gaze without emotion.

Ye Wei ground herself against his thigh and tickled Mo Jue's adam apple as she smiled charmingly like a fox. "Marshmallow, you're spot on."

"No, you are not!"

"Spot on!"

"No, you are not!"

"Damn you…" Ye Wei lost her composure and pulled Mo Jue's lips in for a kiss. Her kiss—more like a bite—broke his lips.

As it bled, it left a mark.

While Mo Jue was still unfazed, Ye Wei took the lead and teasingly ran her hands across his body. As she pinched his waist, Mo Jue's gaze went from cold to boiling. His gaze burned with passion.

His white face became slightly flushed. Ye Wei pondered and smiled evilly. "Spot on!"

"No, you are not!"

"Why are you so much harder to flirt with than Su Man?" Ye Wei could not help but fly into a rage. She recalled how she pursued Su Man for a year without regrets. While she had pulled off all she could, Su Man was the least fazed and would even call out on her when what she did was clearly overboard and inappropriate.

This good man, in contrast, had a much more terrible attitude. He would kiss her with impunity when she offered herself but remain tight-lipped. To be taken advantage of and not be reciprocated left Ye Wei extremely indignant.

A murderous intent suddenly appeared in Mo Jue's gaze. "This is how you treat other men?!"

"What a joke…" Ye Wei was about to say that he was the only damn idiot who gave her so much misery, but his evil look that could even strike fear into the gods made her laugh and feel much better.

"Hey, I still warmed your bed for you." Ye Wei forcefully pouted. As though she seemed to reminisce about something, her gaze was as realistic as it could be.

Mo Jue flew into a rage and slammed his palm onto the tea table. The tea table cracked and fell apart. The cups fell and rolled onto the floor with a bright sound. His face, still clearly black, seemed to look evil as he suddenly opened his hand and viciously grabbed Ye Wei's neck.

As he grabbed her slim neck with immense heft, Ye Wei could not breathe for a moment. Mo Jue, in pure viciousness, almost wanted to really strangle her to death. "Tell me, who is this Su Man?" The storm in his gaze intensified.

Ye Wei smiled even more beautifully as she closed her eyes and did not speak. Mo Jue, if you can really bear to strike me down, be harder. As though he caught her thoughts, Mo Jue tightened his grip on her neck as his gaze blinked more evilly. He really wanted to strangle her to death there and then.

Once she died, he was freed.

Nobody had to be calculative or extremely concerned about others. Mo Jue was still Mo Jue, and this was all wishful thinking that was like dreams in her mind.

As the rage and turbulence built up, it was as though Mo Jue was possessed.

When he first saw Ye Wei, she was carefully checking the room. She had a side profile that was arrogant yet domineering, and he secretly thought to himself that such gutsy girls were hard to come by. When he saw her again, she was no longer overbearing but smiled alluringly. He did not like how alluringly she smiled.

When they fought in the sewers, he bruised her up badly. She was too impolite and easily provoked others to anger, so he had to teach her a lesson. He had yet to realize that he would want her.

And at the beach… he took a shot from her without hesitation. He was extremely happy at how meticulous she was but was enraged at how vicious she could be. At the beach, she was merciless enough as her shot almost took his life, but he managed to wake up on the surgery table.

The first question he asked his brother was whether she was okay. He ended up being torn a new one by his brother.

His brother told him that women must not be spared. She must be killed!

There was a clear murderous intent in his cold gaze. Once emotions were involved, it was game-over for him. His brother, in his concern, would flatly respond by taking her life.

He would not allow anyone else to interfere.

That said, if he really took action, he would have been long dead. Mo Jue understood, for the first time, he could not bring himself to do a thing to her.

At this moment, hearing her bragging about her exploits with other men aroused the devil in him. As his murderous intent spilled over, all that was in his mind was to kill that man. His strong desire to possess pushed him to his edge.

Feelings were a place he could not afford to go to. He loathed how his emotions undulated for people, and how his emotions put himself in danger.

Killing her was the only way for him to find his true self.

But, as he saw Ye Wei's pale face, Mo Jue loosened his fingers one by one.

He could not do it!

Damn it!

As Ye Wei's body collapsed, she held Mo Jue's shoulders and gasped for air. It was not too long ago that Mo Jue really wanted to kill her. His vicious gaze brimming with murderous intent made her certain that his expression of jealousy was over the top.

As she coughed, she quietly exclaimed.

Ye Wei had been through one too many.

As she looked up, she became her alluring self as she concealed her actual feelings. "Marshmallow, do you really want to kill me? Can you even bear to?"

Mo Jue, who still looked on sternly, asked," Who is Su Man?"

"Oh, Su Man…" Ye Wei dragged her answer as she smiled gorgeously. "Aren't you quite the badass? How could you not have heard of Su Man? Su Man, the Arabian, is an expert in weapons research and creator of viruses. He is the original creator of the 8121TYTR virus which wiped out all life in the Adriatic Sea overnight. How could you not have heard of somebody this famous?"

"I'll kill him!" Mo Jue coldly said as he showed his arrogance. Su Man, huh? He would remember it.

"You have to be careful. Beauty Su is clearly a tough nut to crack, and when I pursued him in Arabia for that one-year plus, I was often unrobed and served him well." Ye Wei smiled.

"Shut up!" Mo Jue raged as he grabbed Ye Wei and shushed her.

Ye Wei gently smiled. Mo Jue, go check him up. If you are able to check him up, they will be saved. Given that Ning Ning's disappearance was a massive affair, the First Terrorist Organization would definitely have lost their marbles. If he was able to manipulate the satellites to avoid the islands, he would be able to cover his tracks from the First Terrorist Organization.

But to check on Su Man… Hehe, that was not a given. A man driven by jealousy would quickly reveal his weaknesses.

While one could not say that she was too scheming, the Mo brothers were clearly tough nuts to crack and she had no other way around them.

Given how rock-solid Su Man and Ning Ning's relationship were, Su Man was unlikely to stay on the sidelines.

When experts spar, she did not believe that Mo Jue would not reveal his weakness at all. That did not make sense.

Damn it Chu Li, you are too amateurish this time. I'll wallop you first when I get out of here.

As she pondered about her escape plans haphazardly, Mo Jue knew she was not attentive and bit on her lips. As Ye Wei quietly groaned, she bled. As it also happened that Mo Jue's lips were also broken, they were now quits.

This man's jealousy was so damn scary.

"You can't imprison me for your entire life." Ye Wei smiled in a domineering manner. "Dear Marshmallow, I am sure you know that is impossible."

"I don't have to imprison you for the rest of your life," Mo Jue replied flatly. "As long as my brother…"

He paused and stopped. Ye Wei finally understood that it was Mo Ye who called the shots amongst the Mo brothers. While her impression of Mo Ye was not particularly deep, she knew he especially doted on his younger brother.

Every merciful elder brother would be followed by a filial younger brother. Although Mo Jue was extremely unpredictable, he was, however, extremely obedient toward Mo Ye.

"How is that related to you allowing me to go out for a walk?"

Mo Jue remained silent and looked at Ye Wei calmly. Ye Wei turned back and smiled, unperturbed. After a moment, he spoke, "Bingo."

Ye Wei broke into an extremely cheerful smile as Mo Jue's purple eyes deepened. Never mind that he had yielded a round to her. It did not particularly hurt.

"I will still murder Su Man," Mo Jue said in a vicious manner. Ye Wei smiled as it had nothing to do with her. Mo Jue was clearly too arrogant as Su Man was not such an easy person to kill.

As she had not been in the sun for quite a while, the momentary warmth made her feel very comfortable. As Mo Jue held her hand for dear life, Ye Wei did not resist. As she wondered how Eleven was doing, her vision drifted toward the other mansion.

Mo Jue held onto Ye Wei's hands that bit more tightly while Ye Wei contemplated shrugging it off. But why? He was not holding onto her hand especially tightly, and she felt that he was about to crush her fingers. She eventually said nothing.

And allowed him to hold her hand.

As the radiant sun bore down on the white beach and clear oceans, the island seemed beautiful however one looked at it. As she looked at the man next to her, anybody who had no knowledge of their background and relationships would, at first glance, assume that they were a couple that was deeply in love.

As they walked along the beach holding hands, it felt extremely romantic.

In that instance, there was a gentleness in Ye Wei's heart. Oh, Marshmallow dearest, you are really ignorant at times, and I do not know whether you are really ignorant or feigning it. She could not trust him. That was where their problem lay.

"Dear Marshmallow, why do you want to work for Louis?"

"No!" Mo Jue honestly responded. "I listen to my brother."

Who did his brother listen to then? Ye Wei raged. His damn answer did not answer the question! As there were no yachts along the seaside, chances are there should be a small hangar on the island. If only she and Eleven could…

Given her current state, which was far from that of an able person, she became extremely tired after taking some steps. Something, however, left her astounded.

Mo Jue seemed to be as surprised as he raised his eyebrows. As they were walking about the beach and in the sun, they actually saw Mo Ye and Eleven…

Both of them were sitting along the beach and seemed a little intimate. Although Mo Ye and Eleven had no expressions on their faces, this atmosphere… felt a little loving and gentle.

"Iceman and Icewoman?" Ye Wei looked up. While the sun was shining bright and nice, something felt… very convoluted.

My dear Eleven, have you really f***ing fallen this far to play a beauty trap?

As Mo Jue and Ye Wei looked at each other, one would know that they had a thing or two for each other. As for Mo Ye and Eleven…

This was astounding indeed.

Ye Wei fumed. "F***! Why would your elder brother bring Eleven out to lounge in the sun but not you?"

This was unfair. It's preferential treatment and she wanted to appeal.

As Ye Wei spoke, Mo Ye and Eleven looked back. As the four of them looked at each other, there was an indescribable… creepiness.

"Brother." Mo Jue first spoke. Mo Ye acknowledged him as his gaze swept toward their two hands held together. As his face slightly sank, Ye Wei coldly smiled and deliberately collapsed. Mo Jue embraced her.

"Dear Eleven, I am surprised." Ye Wei smiled in Mo Jue's embrace.

Eleven remained emotionless. As she thought of going over, Mo Ye pulled her back. As the two ice-cold personalities faced off each other, the surroundings froze over as Ye Wei deliberately shuddered. "Cold?" Mo Jue asked.

Ye Wei was fuming. Didn't he damn know what a cold joke was?

"Dear Marshmallow, your parents must have been sad (for giving birth to two twisted children).""Iceman versus Icewoman, who do you think is better?"

"My elder brother." Mo Jue responded candidly as he felt his brother was stronger.

"Damn! Tough guys getting all romantic, huh?" Ye Wei rebutted. Did he treat Eleven as though she was someone who could be taken advantage of?

"She's not gentle." Mo Jue replied matter-of-factly. Ye Wei went silent. If his elder brother felt that Eleven was gentle enough, that would do. Their discussion, as though nobody else was present, made the other pair unhappy.

"Wei Wei, shut up!" Eleven said.

"Preferential treatment it is, then. Dear Brother Marshmallow, when are you in enough of a good mood to let us go?" Ye Wei smiled happily.

Dear Brother Marshmallow?

Mo Ye's gaze went cold and looked at Mo Jue. Mo Jue remained expressionless and acknowledged that greeting. Mo Ye's gaze coldly sank. "How unpromising!"

Ye Wei smiled as she hooked Mo Jue. "Dear Marshmallow, your brother is calling you unpromising!"

Eleven secretly made a pose and Ye Wei smiled even more sweetly. It was indeed true that sacrificing oneself to get out was the correct thing. As long as she saw Eleven, things were much easier to handle.

Mo Ye coldly said, "Go back!"

Ye Wei smiled alluringly. "Dear Brother Marshmallow, how could you and Eleven come out for a walk when Marshmallow and I can't? Preferential treatment?"

Mo Ye's gaze sunk and looked at Mo Jue. Mo Jue said, "I'll bring her to the other side."

As long as they did not meet, everything was fine.

Mo Ye squinted in slight anger. As Mo Jue brought Ye Wei and turned around, Eleven coldly harrumphed. "Are you so afraid of us meeting? How unpromising!"

"Shut up!" Mo Ye coldly barked.

Eleven coldly smiled and the atmosphere became chilly all of a sudden.

"Don't you provoke my brother." Mo Jue warned.

Ye Wei was, however, pondering about something else and did not talk for a moment. When did Eleven and Mo Ye get involved, and pretty quickly too? When she saw Eleven's gesture, Ye Wei felt much better.

Getting out of here was not a problem.

As she tripped on something, she almost fell down and Mo Jue quickly rushed to hug her. "What did you do?"

Ye Wei ignored him and kicked him a few times. "What was that?"

It was a door, and she kicked onto the metal loop.

"Underground wine cellar," Mo Jue coldly said. Ye Wei's eyes brightened up. "I want to drink."

In the underground wine cellar, the temperature was low but not particularly low. There was a bottle of over-hundred-year-old rum, and Ye Wei was secretly amazed. "A businessman who was shipwrecked came to this marooned island and decided to hide his goods in this basement."

"It seems to be from quite some time ago." Ye Wei was about to reach it but was slightly unwell. Mo Jue was nice enough to give her the antidote frequently and she did not feel as bad as before despite some aching and lack of strength in her hands.

"Why are you drinking?"

"I'm bored anyway!" Ye Wei raised her eyebrows and smiled. "You're not drinking?"

Mo Jue shook his head. Ye Wei took up two bottles of rum. "I want to drink them, so let's bring them back to eat seaweed soaked in them. Dry seaweed tastes terrible."

Mo Jue only frowned and seemed to have an opinion. As they came up, they happened to encounter Eleven and Mo Ye. Mo Ye frowned. "What are you doing?"

"I want to drink. Do you have an opinion?" Ye Wei coldly harrumphed.

Mo Ye turned to look at Mo Jue and Mo Jue shook his head. As the irritation in his gaze subsided, Ye Wei turned to Eleven and said, "Since it's this rare that we end up as prisoners, let's toast to our predicaments. Eleven, come here."

Eleven wished, but looking at what was unfolding, she could not afford to knock herself out with alcohol.

It was impossible for Mo Ye to allow them to get close to each other.

Ye Wei felt that the four of them seemed to be in vacation-mode. How was this related to the abductor-abductee relationship they had? It was utterly confusing.

As the four of them walked on, with each person two meters away from the other, Ye Wei secretly wondered if this was their only chance. Eleven was thinking about the same question. The problem was that Ye Wei was unable to fight, and she was unable to fight the Mo brothers combined.

"Did the anesthetics work on you?" A deep voice came from the back. Ye Wei felt a chill down her spine and secretly exclaimed 'shit'. She turned back to see Mo Ye and Eleven fighting.

"Dear Marshmallow, surely your brother is too keen?" Ye Wei was despondent as things were more likely to end badly.

Mo Jue's purple gaze deepened as he ignored the two of them who were in a violent tussle. "Are you okay?"

"Otherwise, do you think that I will be standing?" Ye Wei raged. Her conditioning was different from Eleven's as Eleven maintained her body with toxins. While it was extraordinarily grueling at the start, no toxins could eventually work on her as her blood would neutralize them.

Even drugs were of no effect to her.

One could describe her as immune to poison.

She had just hinted to her to bide her time. To hide that from Mo Ye for so long was already not an easy feat, but it all went to nothing.

Mo Ye, this damn bugger, was too…

While brawling was Eleven's strength, she could only rely on her bare fists as all her concealed weapons were removed from her. She was clearly, in terms of ability, some distance from Big Boss Mo.

After tens of blows, Ye Wei understood that Mo Ye and Mo Jue were of a level whilst she and Eleven were of another level. If she could not expect to defeat Mo Jue, Eleven could not expect to defeat Mo Ye.

Eleven's ability to speed-chess was much better than that of Mo Ye. Although Mo Ye was stronger, his combat experience was much less than Eleven's. Eleven was able to seize the initiative and Mo Ye could not do anything about it.

Mo Jue's purple gaze deepened as he was about to claw at Eleven. Ye Wei panicked. As it was, Mo Jue would curb-stomp her. Ignoring the pain in her arm, she raised the bottle of rum.

And smashed the bottle of rum against the back of Mo Jue's head.

With a crack, Mo Jue, who was not guarded against Ye Wei, took the bottle in the head. The alcohol drenched his hair, covered his face, and flew into his lips.

"Damn it, little Mo Jue!" Mo Ye was furious and rushed toward Mo Jue, ignoring Eleven. Mo Jue slowly turned and looked at Ye Wei.

There was an indescribable creepiness to his gaze.

The alcohol which covered his head flowed into his lips.

As he looked at Ye Wei, her heart started pounding. He suddenly broke into a smile. "Wifey…"

Ye Wei was caught off guard.

Mo Jue suddenly pounced onto Ye Wei and hugged her tightly as he kissed her like a child. "Dear wifey…"

Ye Wei was once again stunned.

Eleven twitched.

Mo Ye's face was as dark as the devil.

"Marshmallow?" Was this really the Marshmallow she knew? Was it Mo Jue?

As he smiled very sweetly, his white face was purely innocent and his purple gaze clear. He looked like he could be easily pounced on.

"Little Mo Jue, come over here!" Mo Ye said deeply.

Mo Jue held Ye Wei's hands and did not want to let go. "Who are you? I want wifey dearest, not you."

This world started to seem even more unreal.

Even Eleven, who was typically calm, had no idea what was going on.

Given who Ye Wei was, she was able to portray the deep passionate gaze that screamed 'hubby, I love you' while she pointed at Mo Ye and squeezed out crocodile tears. "Dear Marshmallow, wifey has been bullied. Wallop him until he dies!!"

Chapter end